IGN: iiAtlas
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: I have played on role play servers before, and enjoy rping with made up NPCs on my singleplayer world. I know it is not the most impressive resme, but I am an avid RPer
Why Us: After reading the firstbpage, I notice that you are very dedicated to your backstories and charectars, I am excited to experiance this gameplay
Time You Can Dedicate: 3+ hours weekdays, 7+ hours weekends
IC
Name: Woodrow
Gender: Male
Age:
RP Example: *Wandering the desert, the heat is becoming to much for woody
Woody: Agggghhhhhh! I can't live any longer! What has made me this way, why am I immortal!
*In the distance, a cowboy is seen riding a ghost like horse
Woody: What? Who's there! Show yourself!
*the ghost like horse passes by woody, stopping for a moment
Woody: paps, is that you?
*lifting up his hat from the brim, it becomes clear that the man is Wilson Woodrow, woodys father
Woody: Dad!? How is this possible, it's been nearly 100 years!
*Recognizing his son, woodys father vanishes into mid air
*determined to find out more, woody rushes to catch up with his dad but is to slow
Woody: I can't take this any longer, what makes me so god damned special!
*he continues on, directionless
(sorry, I am sure I could have done a better job at this. I'll be much better in game, if allowed in, I am a quick thinker :biggrin.gif:)
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): The names Woodrow Westwood, Woody for short. Born to the land in 1896, family wasn't 'round much. Paps was a cowboy thief, infamous around town. Mother was a *****, didn't see her often, but whos to care. At age 10 I ran away, no knowledge of the land I chose to just head out with a pouch on my back and a horse by my side. 2 days and 2 nights into my journey I was bit by a snake. I could feel the venom penetrate my skin, and knew my time was nearing an end. I set the horse free, not wanting to die with him tied up by my side. Time crept on and I sat there waiting for my demise. It never came. From then on, I knew I was different. Fast forward to now, I am still roaming this post apocalyptic world. Nobody to talk to, loneliness has become my only friend. With nothing left to live for, I spend each day and night searching for the one thing that can kill me but with every passing minute I become less hopeful. Will I ever die?
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Check out my minecraft tools, mods, or maybe my website! I've got tons of applications (both minecraft related and not) which some of you may find useful. Thanks!
IGN: iiAtlas
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: I have played on role play servers before, and enjoy rping with made up NPCs on my singleplayer world. I know it is not the most impressive resme, but I am an avid RPer
Why Us: After reading the firstbpage, I notice that you are very dedicated to your backstories and charectars, I am excited to experiance this gameplay
Time You Can Dedicate: 3+ hours weekdays, 7+ hours weekends
IC
Name: Woodrow
Gender: Male
Age:
RP Example: *Wandering the desert, the heat is becoming to much for woody
Woody: Agggghhhhhh! I can't live any longer! What has made me this way, why am I immortal!
*In the distance, a cowboy is seen riding a ghost like horse
Woody: What? Who's there! Show yourself!
*the ghost like horse passes by woody, stopping for a moment
Woody: paps, is that you?
*lifting up his hat from the brim, it becomes clear that the man is Wilson Woodrow, woodys father
Woody: Dad!? How is this possible, it's been nearly 100 years!
*Recognizing his son, woodys father vanishes into mid air
*determined to find out more, woody rushes to catch up with his dad but is to slow
Woody: I can't take this any longer, what makes me so god damned special!
*he continues on, directionless
(sorry, I am sure I could have done a better job at this. I'll be much better in game, if allowed in, I am a quick thinker :biggrin.gif:)
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): The names Woodrow Westwood, Woody for short. Born to the land in 1896, family wasn't 'round much. Paps was a cowboy thief, infamous around town. Mother was a *****, didn't see her often, but whos to care. At age 10 I ran away, no knowledge of the land I chose to just head out with a pouch on my back and a horse by my side. 2 days and 2 nights into my journey I was bit by a snake. I could feel the venom penetrate my skin, and knew my time was nearing an end. I set the horse free, not wanting to die with him tied up by my side. Time crept on and I sat there waiting for my demise. It never came. From then on, I knew I was different. Fast forward to now, I am still roaming this post apocalyptic world. Nobody to talk to, loneliness has become my only friend. With nothing left to live for, I spend each day and night searching for the one thing that can kill me but with every passing minute I become less hopeful. Will I ever die?
Please read the main post more carefully this is 200 years after present time fix your backstory please and also add a character age
IGN: Antman459
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: Me and my friends try to fix up servers for 48 people on Red Orchestra for military role-playing ( feel free to come if the server is still up!), this seems quite close to me. Also I'm guilty of a bit of LOTRO, thats about all RPing I do besides Elder Scrolls.
Why Us: Well, I honestly would have skipped this server if it hadn't been for the Independence fighters, uprisings are always my favorite things to study ( Red October uprising is one) and I thought why not fight as a militia? So, there you are.
Time You Can Dedicate: Honestly I'm not on all the time, usually 3-4 times a week, so I bet I could come on for a bit whenever I'm playing Minecraft.
IC
Name: Edgar "Eddie" Smith
Gender: Male
Age: 19
RP Example: *Eddie waits for an NCR patrol with Carlos inside a nearly destroyed building*
Eddie: Those meat bags here yet?
Carlos: Cool it, I hear them coming.
Eddie: They're the slowest beings on Earth, that snail has circled us 20 times.
Carlos: Heh heh, I guess they are slow, oh wait shut up, here they come.
Eddie: *whispering* Now? *leans forward with weapon*
Carlos: *also whispering* No and stay down!
Eddie: I've had enough of this! *fires at patrol officer*
NCR Troop 1: Man down! Return fire men!
Carlos: You idiot! Run! Go go go!
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Eddie was born into poverty, he had never had any luck as a kid. Scraping through every trashcan and filth pile he could find to stay alive. His small town of McMurray, Texas hadn't ever been a clean place, but now, the bombs have made it nothing but a shanty village. The worst event to have happened in his life was the NCR attack on his home. In an attempt to reduce the amount of Resistance activity in the area, the NCR where going to march into Dallas, but what was standing between them and their goal? Mcmurray, the expendable village. Bombs and fires ravaged the area, the NCR acted as they were, murderers. Women, children, whoever it was, almost no one escaped, almost.
Now for once in Eddies life, he had luck. A young gunsmith and Independence member saved him before the final blow to the village was dealt. Over the years his savior, Carlos, taught him how to fight and engineer his weapons. Eddie always kept to his guns, knowing he would need them at sometime or another. Eddie first fight was with Carlos (above) unfortunately it was Carlos's last breath, due to Eddies impatience, Carlos is killed trying to help him escape the NCR. Eddie is on his own, alone, parents are dead, his best friend and father figure is dead, and he has nothing, all because of the NCR. Now it is time for his revenge.
Independence Application
IC
Full Name: Edgar Smith
Specialization (Spy, Fighter, Farmer): Fighter
Why The Independence: To liberate the citizens of the wasteland and avenge my fallen kin!
Will You Assist The Resistance To The End: Until my dieing breath and longer.
Are You Dedicated: I will run in front of a tank if ordered to.
We'll see you in Novac.
It saddens me you would have skipped this post, I hope you know the game fallout and can up that activity time cause that might affect you a lot, sorry i can't accept your faction app but the backstory is good enough ACCEPTED
Dunno if i have to post it here or somewhere else so if im wrong with posting it here please enlighten me and show me the correct place.
Full Name: Jack Hannson
Specialization (Spy, Fighter, Farmer): Special Hit n' run Forces
Why The Independence: Because i have joined a form of the resistance earlier in my life and i dedicated myself to it. But it's gone and i don't know what to do anymore,w without purpose i have no life. In this barren world i also wan't to help the society in any way i can to survive the bittership of tyranny.
Will You Assist The Resistance To The End: Until the very end of my life.
Role-Play Exp.:
5 years of Roleplay Experience in many different games.
Why Us:
Because I'm a big fan of the fallout series and I also love 'modded' server where extra content is added.+ This seems like a great RP community.
Time You Can Dedicate:
I'm a pretty busy person but I take myself the time now and then to play MC. IC
Name: Jack Sheperd
Gender: Male
Age: 34
RP Example:
*Jacks eyes sweep over the valley in search of the ferocious Death Claws*
Jack: Well, seems like Death Claws have retreated back to their caves for the day.
Kale: Lets get going then, this ploace gives me the bumps..
Jack: Indeed friend.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
After a many years working as a hired gun all over the Mojave wasteland Jack had become a tough, cold and bitter man. Working for clients ranging from the Crimson Caravan to the Boomers of Nellis he had gained a name and a reputation, for being one of the most skilled in in the mercenary industry.
Many years in the ''industry'' had also made Jack a good survivalist and a also very well trained physician as he have had to tend his own battlewounds countless times.
Being able to salvage usable goods and material from almost anything in the barren wasteland had helped him a dozen times.
Most of his reputation comes from his sharpshooter skills, as he's a expert when it comes to snipers and other long-range rifles.
Recently he've been training with the NCR Rangers to learn how to use the infamous scoped 44.Magnum Revolver to further improve his skills in combat.
Not much is known of Jacks background thou, some say he's a rebel of the boomers of nellis, whilst others say he's a renegade from the ranks of Caesars Legion. The truth is not important. But he's known to be quite evasive and you're sure to not see his face twice.
As for his appearance his face is scarred and ruined after a dozen of surgical procedures to change his facial structure and appearance.
Thanks for reading my application, and I hope it was long enough this time.
Edit: Made the backstory a bit longer, and yet another re-post.
Enclave app
In-game-name:pugniko
In-Character nameAlexander Smith
In-game-character-age:23
Special talents?:Mostly Energy weapons(laser and plasma
Why the Enclave?:The Enclave is the U.S.A,right?
What Branch do you want to be in?:Soldiers
Will you remain loyal to the Enclave?:Yes
Do you agree to never disobey officers?:Damn right!
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Location:
Texas
Join Date:
7/31/2011
Posts:
291
Member Details
Independence Application
IC
Full Name:Mack Davis
Specialization (Spy, Fighter, Farmer):Long-Range Expert I can Also be a Farmer
Why The Independence:I Would Like to Join the Independence cause:I Love to be a Republic and would LOve to be in a Guerialla type Place Fighting for Freedom one step of atime
Will You Assist The Resistance To The End:Yes I will to The Very End of it i will Fight Along My fellow Soldiers and Friends
Are You Dedicated:I Will sept infrot of a Moveing Truck to Save a Fellow Soldier and Take the Shot To save a fellow Fighter
We'll see you in Novac.
I hope u like my app for the Independence :smile.gif:
It saddens me you would have skipped this post, I hope you know the game fallout and can up that activity time cause that might affect you a lot, sorry i can't accept your faction app but the backstory is good enough ACCEPTED
Thats fine, though I would like to know how I could improve my application, because I might try to resubmit, thats about all, and good luck on building the server, so far it looks nice.
BoS base is pretty much done :biggrin.gif: a little more work and itll be complete!
That was for all you BoS applicants that got accepted before Colb closed applications xD
IGN: iiAtlas
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: No serious RP experiance, but I have played on many RP servers. I also enjoy making my own NPC characters and RPing a sort of "market" in my single player
Why Us: After reading the first page of this topic, I noticed how dedicated to your players backstories and how serious you were to the RP environment. I am excited to get to play in such a community!
Time You Can Dedicate: 3+ hours weekdays, 8+ weekends
IC
Name: Woodrow Westwood
Gender: Male
Age: 428
RP Example: *After months of walking, woody approaches a city. A sudden urge of rebellion compels him to rob the nearby convenience store
Woody: I'm going to do this, I am really going to do this
*Woody whispers to himself. Revolver by his side, he proceeds to enter the town store
Woody: Give me the money, NOW
*Calmly, he raises the revolver
Woody: Now....
*The tender opens up the register. Under the counter lies an old Whinchester Rifle. The tender, son of a cowboy, did not hesitate when he pulled the trigger
*BAM* *BAM* *BAM*
Woody: Not this time buddy, not this time
*Woody, reaching behind the counter, snatches up the register and walks out the door, unscathed from the three bullet wounds
*The tender, at a sudden loss of words, sits down in his chair where he would remain for the rest of the day
END
(I could probably give a better RP example in game, if required I would be happy to do so :biggrin.gif:)
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): The names Woodrow Westwood, Woody for short. Born to the land in 1896, family wasn't 'round much. Paps was a cowboy thief, infamous around town. Mother was a *****, didn't see her often, but whos to care. At age 10 I ran away, no knowledge of the land I chose to just head out with a pouch on my back and a horse by my side. 2 days and 2 nights into my journey I was bit by a snake. I could feel the venom penetrate my skin, and knew my time was nearing an end. I set the horse free, not wanting to die with him tied up by my side. Time crept on and I sat there waiting for my demise. It never came. From then on, I knew I was different. Fast forward to now, I am still roaming this post apocalyptic world. Nobody to talk to, loneliness has become my only friend. With nothing left to live for, I spend each day and night searching for the one thing that can kill me but with every passing minute I become less hopeful. Will I ever die?
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In-game-name: Stevewinrar In-Character name: Steve Callahan In-game-character-age: 23 Special talents?: Why don't you ask the barrel of my gun? I didn't think so. Why the Enclave?: The Enclave is better in every way. They have better fighters, better tech, and they are pure. It is a disgrace to compare them to the irradiated fools off the waste like the Brotherhood or NCR What Branch do you want to be in?:Soldier or Tesla please. Whatever needs a man of my stature. Will you remain loyal to the Enclave?:I live to serve the red, white and blue. Through thick and thin I will stand by the last remnants of America. God bless the U.S of A! Do you agree to never disobey officers?:If they are Enclave, I wouldn't dream of disobeying them. The only people I disobey are idiots, and the Enclave shoots those.
Soviet turned independence. nice
IGN: iiAtlas
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: I have played on role play servers before, and enjoy rping with made up NPCs on my singleplayer world. I know it is not the most impressive resme, but I am an avid RPer
Why Us: After reading the firstbpage, I notice that you are very dedicated to your backstories and charectars, I am excited to experiance this gameplay
Time You Can Dedicate: 3+ hours weekdays, 7+ hours weekends
IC
Name: Woodrow
Gender: Male
Age:
RP Example: *Wandering the desert, the heat is becoming to much for woody
Woody: Agggghhhhhh! I can't live any longer! What has made me this way, why am I immortal!
*In the distance, a cowboy is seen riding a ghost like horse
Woody: What? Who's there! Show yourself!
*the ghost like horse passes by woody, stopping for a moment
Woody: paps, is that you?
*lifting up his hat from the brim, it becomes clear that the man is Wilson Woodrow, woodys father
Woody: Dad!? How is this possible, it's been nearly 100 years!
*Recognizing his son, woodys father vanishes into mid air
*determined to find out more, woody rushes to catch up with his dad but is to slow
Woody: I can't take this any longer, what makes me so god damned special!
*he continues on, directionless
(sorry, I am sure I could have done a better job at this. I'll be much better in game, if allowed in, I am a quick thinker :biggrin.gif:)
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): The names Woodrow Westwood, Woody for short. Born to the land in 1896, family wasn't 'round much. Paps was a cowboy thief, infamous around town. Mother was a *****, didn't see her often, but whos to care. At age 10 I ran away, no knowledge of the land I chose to just head out with a pouch on my back and a horse by my side. 2 days and 2 nights into my journey I was bit by a snake. I could feel the venom penetrate my skin, and knew my time was nearing an end. I set the horse free, not wanting to die with him tied up by my side. Time crept on and I sat there waiting for my demise. It never came. From then on, I knew I was different. Fast forward to now, I am still roaming this post apocalyptic world. Nobody to talk to, loneliness has become my only friend. With nothing left to live for, I spend each day and night searching for the one thing that can kill me but with every passing minute I become less hopeful. Will I ever die?
Please read the main post more carefully this is 200 years after present time fix your backstory please and also add a character age
It saddens me you would have skipped this post, I hope you know the game fallout and can up that activity time cause that might affect you a lot, sorry i can't accept your faction app but the backstory is good enough ACCEPTED
Full Name: Jack Hannson
Specialization (Spy, Fighter, Farmer): Special Hit n' run Forces
Why The Independence: Because i have joined a form of the resistance earlier in my life and i dedicated myself to it. But it's gone and i don't know what to do anymore,w without purpose i have no life. In this barren world i also wan't to help the society in any way i can to survive the bittership of tyranny.
Will You Assist The Resistance To The End: Until the very end of my life.
Are You Dedicated: Your orders are my command.
We'll see you in Novac.
IGN:ximeeen
Age:17
Role-Play Exp.:
5 years of Roleplay Experience in many different games.
Why Us:
Because I'm a big fan of the fallout series and I also love 'modded' server where extra content is added.+ This seems like a great RP community.
Time You Can Dedicate:
I'm a pretty busy person but I take myself the time now and then to play MC.
IC
Name: Jack Sheperd
Gender: Male
Age: 34
RP Example:
*Jacks eyes sweep over the valley in search of the ferocious Death Claws*
Jack: Well, seems like Death Claws have retreated back to their caves for the day.
Kale: Lets get going then, this ploace gives me the bumps..
Jack: Indeed friend.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
After a many years working as a hired gun all over the Mojave wasteland Jack had become a tough, cold and bitter man. Working for clients ranging from the Crimson Caravan to the Boomers of Nellis he had gained a name and a reputation, for being one of the most skilled in in the mercenary industry.
Many years in the ''industry'' had also made Jack a good survivalist and a also very well trained physician as he have had to tend his own battlewounds countless times.
Being able to salvage usable goods and material from almost anything in the barren wasteland had helped him a dozen times.
Most of his reputation comes from his sharpshooter skills, as he's a expert when it comes to snipers and other long-range rifles.
Recently he've been training with the NCR Rangers to learn how to use the infamous scoped 44.Magnum Revolver to further improve his skills in combat.
Not much is known of Jacks background thou, some say he's a rebel of the boomers of nellis, whilst others say he's a renegade from the ranks of Caesars Legion. The truth is not important. But he's known to be quite evasive and you're sure to not see his face twice.
As for his appearance his face is scarred and ruined after a dozen of surgical procedures to change his facial structure and appearance.
Thanks for reading my application, and I hope it was long enough this time.
Edit: Made the backstory a bit longer, and yet another re-post.
In-game-name:pugniko
In-Character nameAlexander Smith
In-game-character-age:23
Special talents?:Mostly Energy weapons(laser and plasma
Why the Enclave?:The Enclave is the U.S.A,right?
What Branch do you want to be in?:Soldiers
Will you remain loyal to the Enclave?:Yes
Do you agree to never disobey officers?:Damn right!
ITS A DRAGON
Erm, nice? :tongue.gif:
Not open alpha closed beta build
IC
Full Name:Mack Davis
Specialization (Spy, Fighter, Farmer):Long-Range Expert I can Also be a Farmer
Why The Independence:I Would Like to Join the Independence cause:I Love to be a Republic and would LOve to be in a Guerialla type Place Fighting for Freedom one step of atime
Will You Assist The Resistance To The End:Yes I will to The Very End of it i will Fight Along My fellow Soldiers and Friends
Are You Dedicated:I Will sept infrot of a Moveing Truck to Save a Fellow Soldier and Take the Shot To save a fellow Fighter
We'll see you in Novac.
I hope u like my app for the Independence :smile.gif:
Thats fine, though I would like to know how I could improve my application, because I might try to resubmit, thats about all, and good luck on building the server, so far it looks nice.
That was for all you BoS applicants that got accepted before Colb closed applications xD
Deus Ex player, obv.
...Are you kidding? There have been fifty something applications that have been 100x better than his.
Colonel Radec(Nobark_Noonan): Comrade welcome to the Soviets, fill out these forms and prepare to fight for the Motherland! URA!
Barracks Commander Dimitri(Zimmeme): I shall assign you your barracks number once you meet us, I shall also train you to be a coldblooded killer.
Name (Full): Vlad Anikin
Rank you want if wanted?:Spetsnaz(SpecOps), Kazak(Vehicle guy), Druhzina(Soldier), Engineer(Scientist/worker): Spetsnaz
Special Talents? (i.e. fighting, farming, scientist): I am proficient with long range fighting and sneaking.
Will you be dedicated?: I will be as dedicated as forefathers were to the motherland.
Why do you want to join the Soviets?: The blood of russians has flowed through my veins and it is time to accept it.
Will you be loyal and respectful to your fellow soldiers?: yes i will be as loyal to them as i am to my father.
Will you fight for the glory and die for the Motherland?: Long live the Motherland
IGN: iiAtlas
Age: 17
Role-Play Exp.: No serious RP experiance, but I have played on many RP servers. I also enjoy making my own NPC characters and RPing a sort of "market" in my single player
Why Us: After reading the first page of this topic, I noticed how dedicated to your players backstories and how serious you were to the RP environment. I am excited to get to play in such a community!
Time You Can Dedicate: 3+ hours weekdays, 8+ weekends
IC
Name: Woodrow Westwood
Gender: Male
Age: 428
RP Example: *After months of walking, woody approaches a city. A sudden urge of rebellion compels him to rob the nearby convenience store
Woody: I'm going to do this, I am really going to do this
*Woody whispers to himself. Revolver by his side, he proceeds to enter the town store
Woody: Give me the money, NOW
*Calmly, he raises the revolver
Woody: Now....
*The tender opens up the register. Under the counter lies an old Whinchester Rifle. The tender, son of a cowboy, did not hesitate when he pulled the trigger
*BAM* *BAM* *BAM*
Woody: Not this time buddy, not this time
*Woody, reaching behind the counter, snatches up the register and walks out the door, unscathed from the three bullet wounds
*The tender, at a sudden loss of words, sits down in his chair where he would remain for the rest of the day
END
(I could probably give a better RP example in game, if required I would be happy to do so :biggrin.gif:)
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): The names Woodrow Westwood, Woody for short. Born to the land in 1896, family wasn't 'round much. Paps was a cowboy thief, infamous around town. Mother was a *****, didn't see her often, but whos to care. At age 10 I ran away, no knowledge of the land I chose to just head out with a pouch on my back and a horse by my side. 2 days and 2 nights into my journey I was bit by a snake. I could feel the venom penetrate my skin, and knew my time was nearing an end. I set the horse free, not wanting to die with him tied up by my side. Time crept on and I sat there waiting for my demise. It never came. From then on, I knew I was different. Fast forward to now, I am still roaming this post apocalyptic world. Nobody to talk to, loneliness has become my only friend. With nothing left to live for, I spend each day and night searching for the one thing that can kill me but with every passing minute I become less hopeful. Will I ever die?
In-Character name: Steve Callahan
In-game-character-age: 23
Special talents?: Why don't you ask the barrel of my gun? I didn't think so.
Why the Enclave?: The Enclave is better in every way. They have better fighters, better tech, and they are pure. It is a disgrace to compare them to the irradiated fools off the waste like the Brotherhood or NCR
What Branch do you want to be in?:Soldier or Tesla please. Whatever needs a man of my stature.
Will you remain loyal to the Enclave?:I live to serve the red, white and blue. Through thick and thin I will stand by the last remnants of America. God bless the U.S of A!
Do you agree to never disobey officers?:If they are Enclave, I wouldn't dream of disobeying them. The only people I disobey are idiots, and the Enclave shoots those.
This rp is going to be amazing.
It's not because it was good *facepalm* it's because he actualy doesn't say in the end, "i kill al raiders nad am supa good", he actualy IS a raider
I'm happy you didn't pull a grenade pin and not throw it :tongue.gif:
Accepted
Yes, and your point is?